Theren sighs, touching her shoulder as they teleport to a huge cathedral. Oliver is suspended midair, unconscious.
He smiles, examining her arm and her curse.
Merabelle knows not to immediately go for Oliver, unsheathing her greatsword and looking around them.
The flames have spread, though her arm doesn't appear to be anymore burned, more the flames a part of her now.
Theren unsheathes his shortswords. "There." he grumbles pointing with a shortsword to the shadows.
He gently kisses her burning hand.
Merabelle's blade begins to glow with everlasting radiance, pointing to the shadows, "Let my son free."
The flames gently crackle around them as Ana smiles and leans into Leo more, "Dear..."
The God walks out of the shadows and Theren sighs. "Minor God." he says. "Let me handle this." he then sheathes his swords as him and the god examine eachother.
"Yes...?" he says, looking up to her
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren sighs, touching her shoulder as they teleport to a huge cathedral. Oliver is suspended midair, unconscious.
He smiles, examining her arm and her curse.
Merabelle knows not to immediately go for Oliver, unsheathing her greatsword and looking around them.
The flames have spread, though her arm doesn't appear to be anymore burned, more the flames a part of her now.
Theren unsheathes his shortswords. "There." he grumbles pointing with a shortsword to the shadows.
He gently kisses her burning hand.
Merabelle's blade begins to glow with everlasting radiance, pointing to the shadows, "Let my son free."
The flames gently crackle around them as Ana smiles and leans into Leo more, "Dear..."
The God walks out of the shadows and Theren sighs. "Minor God." he says. "Let me handle this." he then sheathes his swords as him and the god examine eachother.
"Yes...?" he says, looking up to her
She sighs, "Theren, I can't." She steps back a bit, closing her eyes and sitting down. Nothing seems to happen as she sends magical power into the dirt around her.
"You are too much sometimes, and that makes me love you all the more. I'd marry you again if I could." She says, before looking back to the machine.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Theren sighs, touching her shoulder as they teleport to a huge cathedral. Oliver is suspended midair, unconscious.
He smiles, examining her arm and her curse.
Merabelle knows not to immediately go for Oliver, unsheathing her greatsword and looking around them.
The flames have spread, though her arm doesn't appear to be anymore burned, more the flames a part of her now.
Theren unsheathes his shortswords. "There." he grumbles pointing with a shortsword to the shadows.
He gently kisses her burning hand.
Merabelle's blade begins to glow with everlasting radiance, pointing to the shadows, "Let my son free."
The flames gently crackle around them as Ana smiles and leans into Leo more, "Dear..."
The God walks out of the shadows and Theren sighs. "Minor God." he says. "Let me handle this." he then sheathes his swords as him and the god examine eachother.
"Yes...?" he says, looking up to her
She sighs, "Theren, I can't." She steps back a bit, closing her eyes and sitting down. Nothing seems to happen as she sends magical power into the dirt around her.
"You are too much sometimes, and that makes me love you all the more. I'd marry you again if I could." She says, before looking back to the machine.
Theren sighs, tattoos glowing as he lands haymaker after haymaker on the god, slamming into them. "Release the kid." he snarls
He smiles and sees where her gaze is. "Oh, you found my new project?"
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren sighs, tattoos glowing as he lands haymaker after haymaker on the god, slamming into them. "Release the kid." he snarls
He smiles and sees where her gaze is. "Oh, you found my new project?"
Plants slowly begin lurching into the church, through the cracks in the walls, some of them begin to wrap around Merabelle, others move towards Oliver.
"Yep, looks complicated, what does it do?" She asks curiously, rubbing Leo's hand with her burning one.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Theren sighs, tattoos glowing as he lands haymaker after haymaker on the god, slamming into them. "Release the kid." he snarls
He smiles and sees where her gaze is. "Oh, you found my new project?"
Plants slowly begin lurching into the church, through the cracks in the walls, some of them begin to wrap around Merabelle, others move towards Oliver.
"Yep, looks complicated, what does it do?" She asks curiously, rubbing Leo's hand with her burning one.
There is a crunch as Therens jaw is shattered. Theren roars in anger, letting his emotions rule over his judgement. Black lines creep up his arms, his eyes now black and green. The God sees everything happening and laughs, opening his arms wide. "FINALLY! A CHALLENEGE!" he then possesses Oliver, taking control of the wizards body.
"Just helps Festus stay airborne. His old one was wearing out so im makin a replacement." he says with a smile
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren sighs, tattoos glowing as he lands haymaker after haymaker on the god, slamming into them. "Release the kid." he snarls
He smiles and sees where her gaze is. "Oh, you found my new project?"
Plants slowly begin lurching into the church, through the cracks in the walls, some of them begin to wrap around Merabelle, others move towards Oliver.
"Yep, looks complicated, what does it do?" She asks curiously, rubbing Leo's hand with her burning one.
There is a crunch as Therens jaw is shattered. Theren roars in anger, letting his emotions rule over his judgement. Black lines creep up his arms, his eyes now black and green. The God sees everything happening and laughs, opening his arms wide. "FINALLY! A CHALLENEGE!" he then possesses Oliver, taking control of the wizards body.
"Just helps Festus stay airborne. His old one was wearing out so im makin a replacement." he says with a smile
As they take over Oliver's body, they notice vines wrapping around Oliver's limbs, and the moment they possess the body, the vines begin to burn with wards and sealing magic in an attempt to trap the god temporarily, and purge their control. Merabelle's blood begins to leak from new wounds, her heartbeat audible as dark magic leaks into her.
"Can I help? Is there any way that I can help, really?" She asks curiously, standing up with a smile, going to put on some working clothes.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Theren sighs, tattoos glowing as he lands haymaker after haymaker on the god, slamming into them. "Release the kid." he snarls
He smiles and sees where her gaze is. "Oh, you found my new project?"
Plants slowly begin lurching into the church, through the cracks in the walls, some of them begin to wrap around Merabelle, others move towards Oliver.
"Yep, looks complicated, what does it do?" She asks curiously, rubbing Leo's hand with her burning one.
There is a crunch as Therens jaw is shattered. Theren roars in anger, letting his emotions rule over his judgement. Black lines creep up his arms, his eyes now black and green. The God sees everything happening and laughs, opening his arms wide. "FINALLY! A CHALLENEGE!" he then possesses Oliver, taking control of the wizards body.
"Just helps Festus stay airborne. His old one was wearing out so im makin a replacement." he says with a smile
As they take over Oliver's body, they notice vines wrapping around Oliver's limbs, and the moment they possess the body, the vines begin to burn with wards and sealing magic in an attempt to trap the god temporarily, and purge their control. Merabelle's blood begins to leak from new wounds, her heartbeat audible as dark magic leaks into her.
"Can I help? Is there any way that I can help, really?" She asks curiously, standing up with a smile, going to put on some working clothes.
The vines burn away as dark magic overflows Oliver's systems, making him bleed from his nose, mouth, and ears. He raises a hand and then speaks a powerful word in a dead language. *Need Merabelle to make a con save*
Leo nods. "Sure dear. Just hold the sphere steady."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
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*Im sure it’s a masterpiece once I do see it. No pressure of course.*
*If you say so, I’ll just be here worrying.*
She gets up, going to get her recently cleaned armor and greatsword, coming back and beginning to follow.
She looks back to them, smiling softly back at them before pulling her hands back from machine, “Hello, my love.”
*No need to worry*
Theren cracks his neck. "Where was he last?"
"How are you feeling?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She takes their hand and leads them to the orphanage, the exact spot he disappeared.
“I’m doing wonderfully, and you?” She asks, scooting to sit right next to them.
Theren sighs, using his 5 senses. "Teleportation magic?"
"Good." he yawns
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“From what I can tell, they were some kind o’ god o’ destruction.” She says, sensing what she can.
She leans into them, putting a hand on their thigh “Good.”
Theren sighs, touching her shoulder as they teleport to a huge cathedral. Oliver is suspended midair, unconscious.
He smiles, examining her arm and her curse.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Merabelle knows not to immediately go for Oliver, unsheathing her greatsword and looking around them.
The flames have spread, though her arm doesn't appear to be anymore burned, more the flames a part of her now.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Theren unsheathes his shortswords. "There." he grumbles pointing with a shortsword to the shadows.
He gently kisses her burning hand.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Merabelle's blade begins to glow with everlasting radiance, pointing to the shadows, "Let my son free."
The flames gently crackle around them as Ana smiles and leans into Leo more, "Dear..."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
The God walks out of the shadows and Theren sighs. "Minor God." he says. "Let me handle this." he then sheathes his swords as him and the god examine eachother.
"Yes...?" he says, looking up to her
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She sighs, "Theren, I can't." She steps back a bit, closing her eyes and sitting down. Nothing seems to happen as she sends magical power into the dirt around her.
"You are too much sometimes, and that makes me love you all the more. I'd marry you again if I could." She says, before looking back to the machine.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Theren sighs, tattoos glowing as he lands haymaker after haymaker on the god, slamming into them. "Release the kid." he snarls
He smiles and sees where her gaze is. "Oh, you found my new project?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Plants slowly begin lurching into the church, through the cracks in the walls, some of them begin to wrap around Merabelle, others move towards Oliver.
"Yep, looks complicated, what does it do?" She asks curiously, rubbing Leo's hand with her burning one.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
There is a crunch as Therens jaw is shattered. Theren roars in anger, letting his emotions rule over his judgement. Black lines creep up his arms, his eyes now black and green. The God sees everything happening and laughs, opening his arms wide. "FINALLY! A CHALLENEGE!" he then possesses Oliver, taking control of the wizards body.
"Just helps Festus stay airborne. His old one was wearing out so im makin a replacement." he says with a smile
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I love making cannibals. It can either be on the spectrum of 'cult' to hannibal*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Very very very true*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*There can be so much variety with them, it’s awesome*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
As they take over Oliver's body, they notice vines wrapping around Oliver's limbs, and the moment they possess the body, the vines begin to burn with wards and sealing magic in an attempt to trap the god temporarily, and purge their control. Merabelle's blood begins to leak from new wounds, her heartbeat audible as dark magic leaks into her.
"Can I help? Is there any way that I can help, really?" She asks curiously, standing up with a smile, going to put on some working clothes.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
The vines burn away as dark magic overflows Oliver's systems, making him bleed from his nose, mouth, and ears. He raises a hand and then speaks a powerful word in a dead language. *Need Merabelle to make a con save*
Leo nods. "Sure dear. Just hold the sphere steady."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.